Amma will move again

Amma will move
Amma will move again
She moved when asked
She moved without asking.
 
She moved across cities, jobs, and houses
She moved well when she had it in her
She climbed up the parapet
To clean, to dust, to remove
She ran to catch the bus to office
To earn, to support, to care
 
She lent her limbs to grind spices
She bent her hips to sweep corners
She swirled those wet clothes under the sun
She spun around like a top
 
She held her son
She rocked her daughter,
She kept eyes open, 
as they fell to slumber.
 
She walked when needed
She ran when needed
She gasped for breadth
Her legs were tired
Her eyes were dry
Her hips were weak
Her hands were trembling
 
She moved when she was young
She moved when she was a teen
She moved with her father
She moved with her brothers and sisters
She moved with her husband
She moved with her son and
She moved with her daughter
 
She moved from Ramanathapuram where she was born
She moved to Pudukkottai, and then to Coimbatore. 
She moved briefly to Hyderabad
She then moved with all to Bangalore.
She moved across three houses within Bangalore.
She moved across two floors of the same house in Bangalore.
 
She was moved again to Coimbatore
She has been moving for the last seventy years
She cannot move anymore.
She cannot be moved anymore.
 
Amma cannot move.
But,
Amma will move.
Amma will move again.